This song is awesome but it doesn't have all the lyrics, here are the rest:
We have assembled inside,
This ancient and insane theater
To propagate our lust for life,
And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets.
The barns have stormed
The windows kept,
And only one of all the rest
To dance and save us
From the divine mockery of words,
Music inflames temperament.
Ooh great creator of being
Grant us one more hour,
To perform our art
And perfect our lives.
We need great golden copulations,
When the true kings murderers
Are allowed to roam free,
A thousand magicians arise in the land
Where are the feast we are promised?
One more thing
Thank you oh lord
For the white blind light
Thank you oh lord
For the white blind light
A city rises from the sea
I had a splitting headache
From which the future's made
This song is awesome but it doesn't have all the lyrics, here are the rest:
We have assembled inside, This ancient and insane theater To propagate our lust for life, And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets.
The barns have stormed The windows kept, And only one of all the rest To dance and save us From the divine mockery of words, Music inflames temperament.
Ooh great creator of being Grant us one more hour, To perform our art And perfect our lives.
We need great golden copulations,
When the true kings murderers Are allowed to roam free, A thousand magicians arise in the land Where are the feast we are promised?
One more thing
Thank you oh lord For the white blind light Thank you oh lord For the white blind light
A city rises from the sea I had a splitting headache From which the future's made